Chapter 13436 After the War

Chapter 13436 After the War
Although Ling Xiao still had countless questions in his mind, looking at the extremely exhausted looks of Chun Xiao and the others, he knew that it would be futile to ask any more questions at this moment.

They had already paid too much for this battle, and what they needed most now was rest and recovery. So, he sighed softly, turned around and walked out of the magic needle space.

Before my eyes was a devastated battlefield. The smoke of gunpowder had not yet completely dissipated, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and scorched earth.

Although he won in the end, Ling Xiao's face was heavy. The joy of victory did not come as expected, but was replaced by an indescribable sadness.

The people of the Demon Suppression House, whether soldiers or civilians, were immersed in deep sorrow. Although they had defeated the enemy, the price was the loss of countless lives. Those brothers and friends who had fought side by side were now lying on the cold ground, unable to wake up again.

The same was true for the Soul Clan. There was no joy of victory in their eyes, only endless sorrow. This battle was also a cruel test for them. Countless people fell on this land, and the flames of their lives were extinguished on this battlefield.

Ling Xiao's eyes swept across the battlefield, and he felt mixed emotions. He understood that the victory of this battle was not without a price. Both sides paid a heavy price, with countless families broken and countless lives lost, making this victory seem so heavy.

The Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul knelt on the battlefield littered with corpses, and around her were the corpses of Soul Clan warriors.

Her whole body was stained with blood, but she seemed to feel no pain or fatigue, she just knelt there silently, her eyes were empty and sad. In her heart, there was only endless sorrow and self-blame.

She knew very well that as the saint of the Soul Clan, she had the responsibility to protect her people, but in this battle, she was powerless to prevent this tragedy from happening.

Hun Huan sighed deeply, his voice was a little tired and helpless, but more of it was firmness and encouragement. He dragged his seriously injured body, walked step by step to the side of the Holy Maiden Tianhun, and gently patted her shoulder.

Although the palm was heavy, the power it conveyed was warm and firm. "They are not cowards. Every fallen warrior is the pride of the Soul Clan. The future of the Soul Clan is created by their lives and blood!"

The eyes of the Holy Maiden Tianhun were red and tears were welling up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.

She clenched her teeth, her voice trembling slightly with excitement: "Holy Temple! I must avenge this vengeance with my own hands! I will destroy the Holy Temple with my own hands! Patriarch, I will remember this vengeance forever and will never forget it!"

Hun Huan looked at the determined gaze of the Holy Maiden Tianhun, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He knew that the road to revenge was full of hardships and dangers, but he did not dissuade her because Hun Huan knew that for the Holy Lady of Heavenly Soul, revenge was not only a respect for the deceased, but also a redemption of her own heart.

"Then get stronger!" Hun Huan's voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to hit the heart of the Holy Lady of Heavenly Soul like a heavy hammer. He knew that only by becoming stronger would he be qualified to challenge those seemingly invincible enemies.

However, Hun Huan was also filled with worries deep in his heart. He knew very well how powerful the Holy Temple was. The Holy Master of the Holy Temple of the Soul-Suppressing Mansion alone was enough to easily destroy them all.

What's more, the Holy Temple also has more powerful branches and even headquarters. Those places gather the most powerful forces of the Holy Temple, which is a height that they cannot reach at present.

"That's right, I'm too weak!" The Heavenly Soul Saint clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, as if to remind herself that she must become stronger. Her voice revealed a kind of determination and indomitable spirit, which was a deep reflection on her self-awareness and a firm belief in the future.

She gritted her teeth and continued, "I need to become stronger, stronger than anyone else! Only in this way will my Soul Clan not be bullied, and no one will die tragically in this endless fight!" There was a firm light flashing in her eyes, which was a desire for the future and a painful reflection on the past.

After she finished speaking, she finally stood up, her eyes firm and resolute. She looked at Hun Huan, her tone filled with a hint of request and determination: "Clan leader, please collect the bodies of my compatriots. I have to go to practice. I want to become stronger, for the Hun Clan, for those innocent lives that have passed away."

Hun Huan nodded silently, his eyes were deep and complicated. He looked at the almost hacked-to pieces of Hun Wuxu's body in the distance, his eyes showing a strong hatred.

Hun Wuxu, who was once praised as a genius of the Soul Clan, betrayed the clan and brought great disaster to the Soul Clan. Hun Huan knew that the Soul Clan must make changes and must not let such a tragedy happen again.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Then, he looked at the soul rain not far away, with a trace of relief and expectation in his eyes. He knew that the soul clan still had hope and a future.

He walked over slowly, and every step seemed so heavy and firm.

His heart was filled with plans and expectations for the future. He knew that the Soul Clan had been divided for a long time, and it was time to reunite. Only in this way could they unite as one, face future challenges together, and become stronger.

Beside Hun Yu, Hun Canglan lowered his head, his hands clenched into fists, his fingertips turning slightly white due to the force.

His silence seemed to be a silent struggle and reflection in his heart. The air around him seemed to be frozen, and only the occasional faint sound of wind in the distance broke the silence.

"Regret it?" Hun Yu's voice sounded softly, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, light but with a force that could not be ignored. Her eyes were gentle and deep, as if she could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

Hun Canglan's body shook slightly, as if something touched his heartstrings.

He slowly raised his head, tears sparkling in his eyes, and his voice choked: "Sister, I didn't expect that war would be so cruel... Every battle, every sacrifice, is like a sharp blade cutting my heart. But I have never regretted coming out, I know that my choice is not wrong.

But, I am not strong enough, I am not strong enough to protect everyone in our Soul Clan. Sister, tell me, how can I become stronger? How can I prevent such a tragedy from happening again? "

His eyes were full of eagerness and desire, as if he was a lost child, looking for the way home in the vast crowd.

Hun Yu sighed softly and turned her gaze to Hun Huan who was slowly approaching. Her eyes were filled with both expectation and determination:

"The unification of the Soul Clan is the first step towards becoming stronger. Only by uniting as one can we activate those ancient cultivation methods and resources, allowing our people to truly recuperate. Only in this way can we train more powerful warriors to protect our homeland and prevent tragedy from happening again."